Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

Ó, Guð, þú sem ríkir á himnum, ég hef augu mín til þín.

2 Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

Við horfum til Drottins Guðs, þráum miskunn hans og náð, rétt eins og þjónninn mænir á húsbónda sinn og þernan á húsmóður sína.

3 Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

Miskunna okkur, Drottinn, miskunna okkur.

4 Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.

Við höfum fengið nóg af háði og spotti hinna hrokafullu.